The raging fire, the continuous sea of fire, looking at the burning hall, he finally shouted, hoarsely shouting, "Mother! Mother! ”

His hands and feet were bound by the attendants, and even if his small body wanted to rush into this sea of fire, he could not do anything.

Seeing that the fire was burning more and more, and the entire hall was about to be swallowed, the despair that hurt into the bone marrow made his heart crack at that moment, as if a sharp blade stabbed him all over his body.

In the cold winter of the Silver Country, this fire was in the snow falling all over the sky, but in the terrible north wind, it was strangely burning more and more, and finally he watched the entire hall turn to ashes!

"Mother!" With tears on his face, he broke free from the hands and feet of the guards, knelt in the snow, picked up a handful of ashes that were still warm and pasted them on his face!

He knelt motionless in the snow as if frozen, and the snow still fluttered mercilessly on his thin little body

I held a glittering kitchen knife in my hand and muttered to myself in the corner, "Brother Black, people are born to die, and chickens are no exception." People die heavier than Mount Tai or lighter than a feather, but the death of a chicken is the same fate, you can die in the hands of a generation of beautiful girls (narrator: hehe) me, fill in the stomach of a peerless beautiful boy, although you are a chicken, you can die well, die without regrets.

I have sharpened the knife, Brother Heimao, as long as you cooperate with me later, wait for my hand to get the knife down, and promise to give you a good time! ”

A cold light flashed in my eyes, and I brandished a kitchen knife and rushed at the big rooster with black feathers and red crests in the corner

The beautiful young man in white had just gotten up, and it was the morning when he woke up from a nightmare, and after all these years, how he hoped that time could be diluted, forgotten, and forgiven!

When he is awake, he can control his own mind, but only dreams, dreams can never deceive him.

The breeze blew through the sleeves of his shirt, and the uncombed black hair hung like brocade on his snow-white clothes.

Even if you just stand like this, the picture is like a dream.

But his deep eyes were hidden in bitter pain, and his pitch-black eyes seemed to be like a black hole in the universe that was about to engulf a qiē in sight!

There was a commotion, which suddenly broke his thoughts, and looked at the voice, a person and a chicken in the corner of the wall were facing each other proudly, what kind of chicken is the chicken? A big with black hair and red crown majestic! What kind of person is a person? A little girl with a red face and messy hair!

After several rounds of fighting, I didn't have the upper hand at all, and I didn't even manage to cut off a single chicken feather.

Living so big, I only know that the chicken packed up in the market can be bought and cooked ready, and now I really want to kill such a big rooster, for now, it is a difficult task for me to complete!

When I looked at it, I saw a pot of fragrant golden chicken soup and a satisfied smile on the face of the drinker.

Come again! Once again, I raised my kitchen knife and charged at it!

The young man in front of the window smiled dumbly at the scene in front of him, his previous thoughts were gone, the cool breeze was blowing on his face, and there was a warmth in his chest.

He couldn't remember how many times she had been tossing in the past few days, and she seemed to have the ambition to be promoted to a generation of celebrity chefs, and frequently used him as an experiment.

Watching her carefully bring the dishes to him again and again, the bright and clear eyes on her pretty little face pretended to peek at him so casually, to find out the slightest difference from his calm and waveless eyes, the corners of his mouth were lightly pulled, should I help her,

That girl is stumped!

Looking around, he couldn't find a suitable object for a while, and a small leaf in front of the window was blown in by the wind and landed in front of his desk unexpectedly

This time, before I could rush in front of the big, it collapsed, and I looked at it in amazement, and the kitchen knife in my hand was still held high!

How so?

Could it be that this chicken was so humiliated that he bit his tongue and committed suicide?

I looked back, Qin Sang walked over slowly, and I shouted, "Qin Sang, you see that you are here, and you actually scared it to death!" (Narrator: Woo, poor Qin Shao!) ）

Qin Sang didn't care about my slander of him, and snatched the kitchen knife from my hand, "Little girl, how many times have you said it, you want to call Uncle Qin, it's not big or small!" What are you doing with a kitchen knife when you have nothing to do? It's too dangerous! If you want to take the girl's house, you can also take the embroidery needle! ”

He looked at the corpse of the big rooster on the ground, "You killed this chicken?" ”

I nodded and shook my head blankly!

He approached and looked down, raised his eyes to look at the window under the eaves, and said with a smile, "Very good, let Qin Yuan stew!" ”

The rough clay pot is mottled with clear well water and slaughtered and washed chicken is slowly simmering in a firewood pile.

I stood by as the flickering light of the fire reflected on my face, and suddenly there was a sharp knock on the door in the courtyard.

I was lying on the windowsill of the stove and looking out, Qin Bo staggered to open the door, and it was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl who was holding a middle-aged man, who was so weak that he fell to the ground as soon as he entered the door.

Qin Sang came out of the house when he heard the sound, and when the girl saw him, he knelt on the ground and kowtowed and cried silently, "Divine doctor, save my father!" ”

I hurriedly ran out, ran to the two of them, and stepped forward to help the kowtowing girl up, "Little sister, you calm down, let him treat your father first!" ”

Qin Sang tore open the man's blood-stained clothes, and when I saw it, I couldn't help but gasp, the knife wound on his back was narrow and long, and the flesh and blood were all turned out, and it was still bubbling blood.

Qin Sang first tapped a few acupuncture points on his back to stop the bleeding, and then carefully examined the knife wound, he looked at it so carefully, it seemed that he saw something from the knife wound, and turned back to ask the girl who was crying, "How did this knife wound come from?" ”

The girl choked up and said that her family lived in a mountain village ten miles away from the town, and today her father was working in the fields, and a team of men in black came to ask for directions.

She went to the field to bring food to her father, and saw him lying in a pool of blood, and some people in the village knew that there was a miracle doctor in the town, so they hurriedly borrowed a carriage and brought it here.

Qin Sang asked Qin Boff8 to carry a long table to the courtyard, carried the injured person flat, took out the silver needles in his arms, and pierced them one by one.

Qin Bo hurriedly prepared medicinal materials, decoctions for internal administration and ointment for external application.

After being busy for a few hours, Qin Sang wiped the sweat from his forehead, comforted the girl with a sad face, and said, "Your father's injury seems to be dangerous, but it is not fatal, the bleeding has stopped now, and the next thing is to take external ointments and medicines, you don't have to worry too much!" ”

At night, the hustle and bustle of the day is gone.

The two of them were playing against each other on the stone table in the courtyard, seeing that the chess pieces were surrounded in the upper left corner, which had become a battle between trapped beasts, Qin Sang looked at the situation and said angrily, "I lost again!" ”

Yun Chu, who was sitting across from him, smiled and asked, "Are you still down?" ”

Qin Sang picked up the chessboard and poured all the chess pieces into the chess box, slandering in his heart what is there to play with this person, anyway, the end will always lose!

He looked at Yun Chu resentfully, and Yun Chu was stunned and said, "Sixth uncle, your eyes look like a person."

Qin Sang glanced at the handsome face on the other side and asked, "What are your plans next?" ”

Yun Chu didn't answer, he stretched out his white and slender fingers to play with the chess pieces in the chess box, he raised his hand to grab the black and white chess pieces and threw them lightly on the chessboard, and the previous scene was restored in the board.

Qin Sang stared at him puzzled, Yun Chu smiled calmly, "Soon, you'll know!" ”

Chapter Twenty-Eight: The mood is shaken

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